Because right now I'm really in the middle of some.
Not only do I spend my days reassuring our new housemate that when he actually has a home (after nine months in the pound) but along with a late summer heat wave, I'm perpetually flushed from the meds. I wasn't this hot all summer.
Well, maybe i was. Maybe I exaggerate. Maybe.
That was the cover above. This is the first spread. I didn't start it on the 13th. I don't know why I wrote 13th. The next morning that date stared out at me - blinking. What's going to happen on the 13th? DId I think it was the 13th? Am I caught in some time leaping vortex? I'm so confused.
Apparently I had questions that night.
